enforced, we have laws which compel candidates to submit to various physical tests such as walking tightropes, juggling, and sleight-of-hand. It is also permitted for a candidate to challenge an opposing candidate to any sort of a personal test, or duel. When this happens, the loser, if still alive, must automatically withdraw from the political race. There is no choice. You cannot refuse the challenge and a loser cannot remain a candidate." "The Acruxian challenged you to a duel?" "If you know anything about Acruxians, you know of their fabulous strength. I had no chance. The duel was held last night in the Shaun Arena. Dtilla Raishelle is now the only candidate for Regulusian Senator." "Can't the Republocrats nominate another candidate?" "No. It would make no difference if we could. I'm sure no one would agree to run—otherwise they could declare themselves an independent. Besides, there is no Regulusian who is a match for an Acruxian and there would merely be another challenge. That's why I said there would be little for you to observe." The more he heard, the more Manning Draco wished he was back in his own office with nothing more complex to worry about than the vacation problems of a honeymooning threesome from Sirius. "There is a feeling on Terra," he said slowly, "that this Acruxian may have more in mind than merely running for office. As a Senator from Regulus, he could be a nuisance, but that is all. Do you think he might have something else in mind?" "I'm sure of it," Xelia said firmly, "but I have no idea what it is, I was suspicious of him when he first arrived. I asked our Central Security to give me complete reports on his movements. There is nothing in those reports which mean anything—unless he and the Achernarians are planning something together." "Why he and the Achernarians?" Manning asked. "Since arriving here, he has made a number of speeches and has attended parties which were held for political purposes. These are normal activities for a candidate. But he has also paid three visits to the Achernarian Ambassador." "Okay," Manning said. "I think I'd like to meet this Acruxian." "That's easily arranged," Xelia said. His tone indicated that he didn't think the meeting, or anything else, would accomplish much. "There's a political party tonight—to celebrate the Acruxian's forthcoming victory,